When I Was Bed - Christian Death

Oooh, when I was bed

Before she spread lilacs on the sheets

Perfumed his hair with white powders

Removed the bitter taste left on his cheek

Perfumed his hair with white powders

Removed the bitter taste left on his cheek

Oooh, I was bed

Before she spread lilacs on the sheets

The antiquity of that one moment

How filthy his shoes had been

And how soon we forget the smell of survival

Blanket it with roses and sick tears

Oooh, I was bed

Before she spread lilacs on the sheets

Oooh, when I was bed

When I was bed